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Kings for a Little Time (1/2)
Sep. 9th, 2008 11:12 pmFandom: Supernatural/Chronicles of Narnia
Title: Kings for a Little Time
Author: Maychorian
Characters: Sam, Dean, various Narnians
Category: Drama, crossover, a touch of hurt/comfort, bits of crackified humor
Rating: PG/K+
Spoilers: 3.16
Summary: “Dude, of all the ways I imagined you coming for me, that was never one of them.” “With a giant talking lion? Yeah, me neither.”
Word Count: 2667
Disclaimer: I’m sorry for making you roll over in your grave, Mr. Lewis. I know this doesn’t belong to me and I’m being a very naughty girl. :(
Author’s Note: Sequel to “Sam, Son of Adam,” which was written for the Fandom Firsts Crossover Challenge at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
sn_crossovers. I wrote that ficlet simply because the idea wouldn’t go away, but more just keep coming. I hope this will exorcise them. Writing in Narnia still feels like trespassing. These books are sacred ground to me, and I have the nagging feeling that I can never, ever do justice to this world.
In case you’re curious, no, the theology of this doesn’t really work at all. Let’s just pretend that it does, hmm? Emotionally, at least, it seems to make sense.
So, off we go. Once more down the rabbit hole. I hope we don't drown.
( Kings for a Little Time )
Title: Kings for a Little Time
Author: Maychorian
Characters: Sam, Dean, various Narnians
Category: Drama, crossover, a touch of hurt/comfort, bits of crackified humor
Rating: PG/K+
Spoilers: 3.16
Summary: “Dude, of all the ways I imagined you coming for me, that was never one of them.” “With a giant talking lion? Yeah, me neither.”
Word Count: 2667
Disclaimer: I’m sorry for making you roll over in your grave, Mr. Lewis. I know this doesn’t belong to me and I’m being a very naughty girl. :(
Author’s Note: Sequel to “Sam, Son of Adam,” which was written for the Fandom Firsts Crossover Challenge at
sn_crossovers. I wrote that ficlet simply because the idea wouldn’t go away, but more just keep coming. I hope this will exorcise them. Writing in Narnia still feels like trespassing. These books are sacred ground to me, and I have the nagging feeling that I can never, ever do justice to this world. In case you’re curious, no, the theology of this doesn’t really work at all. Let’s just pretend that it does, hmm? Emotionally, at least, it seems to make sense.
So, off we go. Once more down the rabbit hole. I hope we don't drown.
( Kings for a Little Time )
